(Chorus)
We in the streets all day
Yeah we stay paid fresh new jays
Bout to hit the stage
Yeah I'm on(x3)
You know I'm on
Yeah I'm on (x3)
You know I'm on

Catch me in the 608 that's where I lay my head
East side is where I be yeah that's where I'm making bread
My money is ridiculous man enough said haters still hating on me
But they snitching to the feds I got dough
And you girl a hoe yeah she came to my crib and licked me up
On the low People like damn that boy is so cold
He only sixteen got bars like woah haters know my name
I be getting paper run up on the team shake yo ass
Like a laser put it on yo fo head have you looking lazy
Everybody be like damn that boy is so crazy I'm crazy
In the brain yo girl wanna have my baby I be getting paper
Come and get with me everybody know I run the city
If you think otherwise then come and get with me pussy!

(Chorus X2)
We in the streets all day
Yeah we stay paid fresh new jays
Bout to hit the stage
Yeah I'm on(x3)
You know I'm on
Yeah I'm on (x3)
You know I'm on

Once upon a time a lil while ago
The same guy like still spitting wit the flow
I was thirteen the hoes used to turn me down and now my money crazy
They be going fuckin wild when they see my ice
When they see my fucking knot dey be looking like damn yeah
That boy he came up yeah that boy he making guap
Yeah that boy he making chop and he posted with the real niggas
Standing on the block and he blowing on that piff
And that boy smoke nothing else and his money super crazy
You can see it from his neck he got diamonds all up
On him yeah dat boy he stay(x2) shining Yung Prince
Is up on his grind and you know he never stopping damn
I wish I fucked him then he anit gone fuck me now
He fucking with them bad bitches not them silly clowns
Yes you know I be getting dough
And if you was a hoe back then hello

(Chorus X2)
We in the streets all day
Yeah we stay paid fresh new jays
Bout to hit the stage
Yeah I'm on(x3)
You know I'm on
Yeah I'm on (x3)
You know I'm on